Stavanger Bay I'm Fairly Local [M]

I was thinking more of a thread in the Drafting Table, to indicate other players and staff that we're planning on starting a pack. Though for the guiding and such, pm should do fine. It's not day here anymore, lol, it's evening. But, I have nothing to do anyways so I could spree too. I don't believe Malice is in heat, since it's not December (Right?), but she is too caught up in the moment to refuse. We should skip the details though, don't want to make this into a lemon fanfic if you know what I mean XD

He neared her hind quarters, his ones rougher touches turning into more softer ones. She had no experience whatsoever in this kind of interaction, but it all seemed so right at the moment. She wanted him, more than anything in the world. She wanted him to chase her demons and bad thoughts away, and she knew he was capable. She could feel it in her bones, that were beginning to feel weaker as their teasing intensified. She chuffed softly, giving him permission to do whatever he'd like to do with her. She was his right now, and she let him know by moving her muzzle back to his spine to softly nibble on his flesh.